Masters & Lovers Box Set Three

Chapter 31

Bech pushes a vending machine cup at Cappelli. “What’s she saying?”

Cappelli hooks a thumb into a pocket “Never gets any fucking better does it? Denying everything of course. Says she’s being framed.”

Bech barks a laugh. “Of course. Just another victim of a tragic miscarriage of justice.”

“Aren’t they all? Still, looks like that lawyer of hers is going to get her sprung. Bail’s set high but the judge is allowing it. No previous. And it looks like they share a school tie.”

Fuck!

“Who is he? He looked pretty high-class to be the legal for a hooker.”

“Theo Aldred. Subs for Max Devlin. From Hofferman and Partners…”

“Hofferman’s? The prosecutors on the Romani Family case?”

“Yup. Don’t envy him that one. They’ve got all the wits under protection and the judge and lawyers have full surveillance.” Cappelli sucks at the coffee, pulls a face. “Stone-cold… You’re right though. You’d not think he’d turn up for the likes of that one would you?” He tilts the cup at Bech. “I’m going to the machine for another. Want one?”

“Thanks, but no. I’m off in five.”

*****

So, the bitch got herself sprung…

Back in his apartment, Bech paces, curses, bangs his fist on the wall. Then…

The blindingly fuckin’ obvious…

He checks the card index,

And sure enough…

Maximillian Devlin. Lawyer. Married twice. Son by previous.

One daughter by current marriage - favourite topic of conversation. Likes rabbits and pink. Got a pony. Gymkhana. Head girl at Ponterbury.

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Michael

brain-cells line up in good order and I remember where I am. Beside me

her, where James slept, the covers are rumpled, sheets thrown back, but when I listen, there is a faint clatter of

take a good look at my Sleeping Beauty. She’s looking

Her father…

Christ…

that sallow hue, and her cheeks are brushed

Babe…

cheekbones with

I see Charlotte… my Charlotte…there. Not the stranger who looked out at me for the

reaching to touch

face,

eyes are soft and watery. “I’m fine. Really, I’m fine now. I’m sorry

my thumb. “Sometimes life throws shit at us, knocks us

gaze, she bobs

to get yourself pregnant.” Her eyes lift again, widening. “Do you? That’s still what you want?

Her voice is a

fine. Just so long as I know. I’ll help however I

in again, feathering my lips across hers. Her hand curves around the back of my head. “Thank you.”

you too. We both did.” I pull away, holding her gaze. “But I never went away. I never will go away…” She sighs. “And yes, I’ve been looking forward to being back in our own

forehead creases. “You

share a bed when you’re not in it with

comes a chuckle. “Sorry to disappoint you there.” James holds a tray. The scents of toast and coffee compete

she sits bolt upright. “God, I’m starving. Did you

James grins. “She’s back.”

*****

 

Twenty-Six Years Ago

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